All language subtitles for Law and order S17E10 - Corner Office

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Mr. Dillon!
Mr. Dillon!

Can you confirm
that Halligan-Webb

was eavesdropping
on its own employees?

How about
members of the press?

No comment.

Is Samantha Weaver gonna
resign her position as CEO?

Why don't you ask her?
Please, let me through.

Please, let me through.

Look, I have nothing
to say!

Can you give any comment?
Any statement that--

[reporters shouting]

Hands tied around
the bedpost.

One shot, close range,
side of the head.

(Green)
You got a time frame?

Some time between
8:00 and 11:00 last night.

Name's Charles Dillon,
Livingston, New Jersey.

He's got a wedding ring.

If there was any cash
in here, it's gone now.

So what is this,
like a sex romp gone bad?

If it was, it went bad
pretty fast.

There's no fluids on
his underwear or the sheets.

Thanks.

Hi, Detectives Cassady
and Green.

Adrienne Harding.

Was Mr. Dillon
staying here?

He wasn't supposed to be.

Who has access
to this suite?

Um, anyone
from Halligan-Webb's

executive offices
could get a key.

And does that include
Mr.
Dillon?

He was
our General Counsel.

What can you tell us
about him?

I didn't know him personally.
Just what I read in papers.

He was in the news?

You must've heard about

the eavesdropping scandal
in my company.

Yeah, Halligan-Webb bigwigs

spying on their employees.

It's a huge federal
investigation now,

and Mr. Dillon is
in the middle of it.

He was supposed to testify
before Congress on Friday.

children.

Charles, uh, said
he had to work late

to prepare for his trip
to Washington.

He was going to stay
in the city

at the company apartment.

Do you know
who your husband

was supposed to be
working with?

The CEO, Samantha Weaver.

Do you know if your husband
received any threats?

No, not that
I'm aware of.

He was just
trying to get through

this whole scandal thing
with some dignity.

[sobs]

How am I supposed
to tell my children?

We brought Charles over
from Cravath in '02.

He was
an excellent lawyer.

I'm sure his family
is devastated.

Can I get flowers
for the Dillons?

Now, Erica.

His wife said that
he was working late with you.

Yes, we had a meeting
at around 5:00.

About what?

As I'm sure you know,

my company
is under investigation.

So that's what
the meeting was about?

I admire
your persistence.

But how is
what we talked about

relevant to what happened?

Why don't you
let us decide

what's relevant,
Ms. Weaver?

You know, I am happy
to cooperate with you,

but I am not prepared
to give NYPD

an agenda of our discussion.

His wife told us

that he was involved
in this scandal.

I would call it an issue
more than a scandal.

Congress is obviously
a little bit bored right now.

Look, if this is what
you're here to ask me about,

then I am going
to have to insist

on having
attorney present.

I'm sure you can
understand that.

Okay, okay. If you could
just tell us

when and where
you last saw Mr. Dillon.

He left my office
at 5:35.

He said that he was going
to meet with his attorney.

Great.
Thank you.

Charles got here
a little bit before 6:00.

We discussed his testimony
for about half an hour.

When he left, did he say
where he was going?

Yeah, to have a drink.

Where, I don't know.

He looked like
he needed one.

Why do you say that?

He was the fall guy

for the entire
eavesdropping debacle.

Right. Can you
walk us through that?

I can give you
the
basics,

but I'm skirting with some
privilege issues here.

Well, that's
understandable, counselor,

but your client
was murdered last night.

So you think Charles
was killed over this?

Someone inside HW was leaking
information to the press,

questioning
management's competence.

There were articles suggesting
that the company's

newly-designed database
management software

was already obsolete.

Samantha Weaver wanted
to plug the leak.

And knowing Samantha,

destroy whoever
was betraying her.

Well, if Samantha Weaver
ordered the surveillance,

how did General Counsel
get blamed for it?

Weaver tasked Charles
to find the leak.

He hired a corporate
security firm,

and unfortunately
they went a little crazy.

What's the name

of the security firm
he was using?

I can tell you this.

They ponied up 150K

to wire up
the corporate offices.

I had taps out
on everybody

except the CEO
and the GC.

How did that
go down exactly?

Middle of the night,
in-house security

let's my tech guys
into the executive suite.

They're out by dawn.

Did the ever
find the leak?

All I did was collect the data
and send it to Dillon.

Are you saying
you don't know

if they found
the leak?

You're gonna have to talk
to the company.

You think
they're talking to us?

They're neck deep in
a Congressional investigation.

Not to mention
a
homicide.

Understood.
I was on the job 20 years.

But I'm neck deep
in this crap myself.

All right.

How about you point us
in the right direction?

If this were my case,

I'd be looking at
who's not showing up

for work these days
at Halligan-Webb.

(Caldwell)
Yeah, I'm pissed off.

Those bastards
tapped my phones.

They put spyware
on my computers.

They pre-texted
into my personal accounts.

They were even spying on
the reporter I was talking to.

Well, why did you go
to the press

in the first place,
Mr. Caldwell?

Halligan-Webb's
a public company.

If management's making
questionable decisions,

the stockholders
have a right to know.

Management being
Samantha Weaver.

Yeah, the one and only.

Sounds like you two
don't get along.

She's the most horrible
woman I've ever met.

So you blame her
for losing your job?

Yeah, her and Dillon.

So where were you Tuesday
night around 8:00?

(boy)
Daddy, can we go?

Yeah, we're going.

Uh, oh, that was
Parent-Teacher Night

at my daughter's school.

I was looking at fetal pigs
in the Biology lab

with Mr. Johnson, okay?

(Green)
Dillon was the point man

for this Halligan-Webb
eavesdropping scandal.

And the guy
taking the fall.

And we looked at
all the usual suspects,

but none of those
executives are talking.

Because of the Congressional
investigation.

And the head
of the company.

She seems like
kind of a bitch.

Kind of a bitch?

I just mean that I think

some of her employees are
a little intimidated.

Yeah, that's possible.

(Green)
Anyway, Ballistics says

the slug they pulled
from Dillon

was from
a .38 Smith & Wesson

which they can't
trace so far.

And CSU didn't recover

any forensic evidence
from the
apartment?

Nothing. But Latent
lifted about 200 prints

they need
to sift through.

Detective,
what's the next move?

Uh, we talk
to the outsiders.

Like Dillon's secretary.

Good.

I've been with Mr. Dillon
for five years.

He brought me with him
from Cravath

when he took this job.

I know they're gonna
fire me now.

They'd let you go
because your boss died?

Have you heard
of Samantha Weaver?

It's only a matter of time
before we get a memo

saying how many squares
of toilet paper we can use.

Listen,
do you have any ideas

about who Mr. Dillon
might've been meeting with

the night he died?

His last appointment
was with his lawyer.

We already
talked to him.

Any unusual
phone calls that day?

Well, a man named
Mike Owens

called several times
that day.

About what?

He wouldn't say.

And Mr. Dillon wouldn't
take his calls.

I think he was still angry
about an argument they had.

(Cassady)
An argument?

Mr. Owens showed up here
last week

without an appointment.

Barged into
Mr. Dillon's office,

slammed the door
behind him,

and they were yelling
at each
other.

Do you know what they
were yelling about?

Not really.

It only lasted
two or three minutes.

Owens stormed out,

Mr. Dillon said
if ever came back here

to call Security.

I come down here
to help you guys out,

and you treat me
like a perp?

Well, maybe
you should've told us

you had bad blood
with
Dillon.

Maybe you should've asked.

Okay, where the hell
were you Tuesday night?

I gotta take this from
Little Miss Beauty Queen here?

Little Miss Beauty Queen
might just kick your ass.

So about you have a seat
and answer the question?

I was at home watching
the Nets-Pistons.

Vince Carter dropped 36.

Come on, man,
you know better.

That ain't no alibi.

Anybody can read
the back of a paper.

What was this argument
with you and Dillon about?

What do you think?

The job I did for him
at Halligan-Webb.

You found the leak.
The dude got fired.

Thank you!

Look, Dillon says to me

to do whatever I gotta do.

I give 'em
what they're looking for

on a silver platter,

and then he complains
about how I got it.

Says I crossed the line.

I'm sure that's not
the first time

you had
an unhappy customer.

Tells me he's gonna
call the DA

because what I did up there
was illegal.

Can you believe that?

He gets caught
with his pants down,

and now he's gonna try
to make it like it's my fault.

Typical lawyer.

I told him to go
screw himself, that's all.

[knock on door]

Something
you should see.

Charles Dillon's
cell phone records.

[door closes]

Four calls the night
he was murdered.

The first one's from his boss,
then he calls his
wife.

But the next one is from
a high-end escort service.

I bet the last one's to
the high-end hooker herself.

receive from my clients

is for companionship,
not sex.

Right, we read
the disclaimer

on your agency's web site.

You know, it'd be too bad
if your negative attitude

brought down
the whole operation.

You're not gonna
bust me, are you?

It depends.

Tell me what you know
about Charles Dillon.

He's a regular client.

He dates three or four girls
at the agency.

Busy man.

So besides variety,
what's he into?

Nothing too kinky.

A little light B&D
if he's feeling frisky.

That's not a crime, is it?
Stop it.

You were the last person

to see Charles alive
on Tuesday night.

But I didn't see him.

He called your agency and
then called your cell phone.

Charles booked me.

I was on my over,
but he called to cancel.

Really?

My driver was with me
when he
called.

We turned around
and he drove me home.

Okay, well, we're gonna
need your driver's

contact information.

Where were you supposed
to meet up with Charles?

The bar at
the Atlantique Hotel.

He liked to hang out there.

Did he say why
he was canceling?

He said that he didn't
need my services.

Said he was with somebody
that's gonna rock his world.

Yeah, Charlie.

Some kind of
a big shot lawyer.

He's here a lot.

Grey Goose
up with a twist.

Was he here
this Tuesday?

That's right.
Came in by himself.

[chuckles]
I couldn't believe
who he left with.

A woman?

Gorgeous.
Tall, well-dressed.

Maybe a model.

Orders a glass
of our primo cab.

She's got an accent.

What kind of accent?

Is sexy a country?

From her coloring

I'm guessing South American
or something.

So one of my regulars
sits down next to her.

Throws down his rap
but gets nowhere.

This guy's good too.

Does regular have a name?

Brent Sullivan.

So after five or ten minutes
of fending him off,

Charlie boy walks in.

She goes and sits down
with him.

Half an hour later,
they're leaving together.

So they knew
each other?

Hard to say.

Did this woman
charge her drink?

Trust me.

It's been a long time

since this lady paid
for her own drink.

All right, where can we find
this Brent Sullivan?

(Sullivan)
Miss Brazil.

Let's see.

I bought her
a $28 glass of wine.

I told her about my job here
as creative director

of the hottest advertising
boutique in the city.

My ski house in Aspen--

Okay, that's great,
but what did she tell you?

She was from Rio.

She said she lived
in the West Village.

Had some kind of
home design business.

Or maybe it was clothes.

She spent a lot of time
doing yoga.

She told you that?

I'm observant.

And a good listener.

So...

how long you been a cop?

Okay, drop it.

Did she give you
her name?

Well, I got a number.

[woman on speaker phone]
What's up, player?

The woman who gave you
this phone number

thought you were
a total dork.

If you approach her again,
she'll call the police

and report you
as a stalker.

Have a nice day.

And buy some
mouthwash, loser.

That's nice.

A buck ninety-nine a month,
you get your very own number.

You're kidding.

Hey, this Brazilian woman

who left the Atlantique
with
Dillon,

she charged that service
on her Amex.

Her name is Julia Veloso.

What's her sheet say?

She's got two priors
for solicitation.

So all this high-level
corporate intrigue

and our best suspect
is a prostitute?

Sounds about right to me.

We'll let you know.

All right.

I was just getting ready
to go out.

Do worry.
This won't take long.

Do you recognize this man?

5'8",
about 40 years old.

Hmm.

Ah, yes, of course.

I had a drink with him
the other
night.

Why, did something happen?

He's dead.
Dead.

Did you leave with him?

I never met him before.

I joined him to get away
from an obnoxious guy

at the other end
of the bar.

This gentleman was
nice enough to walk me out

and wait until
I hailed a taxi.

Did he get in the cab
with you?

No.

Is there a Dr. Covington
living here?

That's my ex-husband.

We're not together anymore.

Any idea how we can
contact
him?

I haven't seen him
in a while.

I'm not sure where he is.

All right, how about
the last place he worked?

I was married to Julia
for ten
months.

It was the biggest
mistake of my life.

You mind telling us
about that?

Look, I'm trying to put

this part of my life
behind me.

Look, Dr. Covington,

we would not be here
if it wasn't important.

So...

All right.
Come over here.

Before I met Julia,
I was married for 11 years.

Jane and I have
two wonderful kids.

But I got bored,
I guess.

I started using
call girls.

That's how
you met Julia.

Right.

Don't laugh, okay,

but I fell in love
with her.

She was beautiful,
smart, exciting.

Heh.

She had me convinced

that she was only
doing this temporarily

to make ends meet.

Let me guess.

She was working her way
through
NYU.

Columbia.

Anyway, to make
a long story short,

I left my family for her.

She said if I married her,

she'd stop doing
the escort thing.

Well, I did.

And she never stopped.

Pretty soon, she...

met some other
pathetic sucker

who had a lot more money
than I did.

Is there anything you can
tell us about him?

When I first started
to suspect that Julia

was turning tricks again,

I looked at her phone bills,

which like an idiot
I was still paying.

She made a lot of calls
to Halligan-Webb.

(Weaver)
I knew that Charles used
our corporate suite

from time to time,
but I cannot believe

he was taking
prostitutes there.

We were wondering
if your company

had surveillance
placed in that apartment.

Is that supposed to be
some kind of joke?

No, and we were thinking
that you removed it

once this whole
eavesdropping issue broke.

Believe it or not,
Detective,

I had very little to do
with the eavesdropping.

Except to order it.

Come back and talk to me
when you've made captain.

Maybe then you'll have
a better understanding

of the world we live in.

You still haven't said
whether you had surveillance

placed in that
apartment building.

I don't know,
but I can't believe

that Charles would be
stupid enough

to bug his little love nest.

(Green)
Julia Veloso started
calling this company

three years ago,
and it just so happens

the last time she calls

was the week that Dillon
was murdered.

So Dillon was
her new sugar daddy.

And a big upgrade from
the last dude she was with.

The townhouse she's in
rents for $9,500 a month.

She's got a state
of the art kitchen.

She's got
expensive furniture.

Does this woman have
any other source of income?

Let's just say I'm looking
into her finances.

Well, did anyone

at the corporate
apartment building

pick her out of an array?

There was no doorman,

but the bellman is positive

that he saw her and Dillon
get into a taxi at 8:30,

which she lied about.

What about motive?

Why kill Dillon when
he's picking up the tab?

Maybe he was about to cut off
that fancy lifestyle of hers.

Latent just matched prints

from a lamp at the crime scene
to Julia Veloso.

Pick her up.

(salesgirl)
These are from
our Milan collection.

Oh, I want these.

Ms. Veloso.

What do you want?
You need to come with us.

Excuse us.
This is very rude.

Can I please finish
what I'm doing here?

Girl to girl,
where you're going

you're going to need some
much more sensible shoes.

Julia Veloso,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Charles Dillon.

You have the right
to remain silent.

hing you say may be

used against you
in a court of law.

1506.

People v. Julia Veloso.

Charge is Murder
in the Second Degree.

How does
the defendant plead?

Not guilty.
Bail?

People request
$1
million.

The defendant is
a citizen of Brazil,

has no direct ties
to New York,

and has a criminal record
for prostitution.

Your Honor,
the People's case

is purely circumstantial.

The have
no physical evidence

connecting my client
to the crime.

The defendant's fingerprint
was found at the crime scene.

(Tindell)
As Ms. Rubirosa indicated,

my client was formerly
an escort.

Who knows how many lonely
out of town
businessmen

stayed in this
corporate apartment?

She may very well
have been there

on a previous occasion.

We have an eyewitness
who puts the defendant

and the victim in a cab
together at 8:30

on the night of the murder.

People's request
is granted.

Bail is set at $1 million.

Your Honor, given the level
of proof in this case--

$1 million.

[pounds gavel]
Next case.

You know, a hooker's
fingerprint in the bedroom

is not exactly
a smoking gun.

We're not saying
it's a slam dunk,

but it's a solid
circumstantial case.

What about the motive?

Kept woman, thinks the goose
laying the golden egg

is gonna cut her off.

Begs him to stay.
He says
no.

She kills him.

Why not just find
another
goose?

This city's full of rich men
looking for trophies.

Who knows?
Maybe they were in love.

It's possible.

Yeah, I saw
Pretty Woman too, Connie.

So you're saying
that a beautiful young woman

can't fall in love
with a pudgy, middle-aged man

who is losing his hair?

I'm just saying as much
as I might regret it,

it's highly unlikely.

I don't like these
circumstantial cases

without obvious motive.

Feel out the defense.

Maybe they're willing
to make a
deal.

(McCoy)
If there's more
to your client's story

than simple greed,
we'd be happy to listen.

Are you here for some informal
discovery, Jack,

or to make an offer?

So you're interested
in a plea?
Sure.

Misdemeanor solicitation,
and let's say a modest fine.

We're willing to make
a reasonable offer, not--

You're fishing
for information

because you have
no evidence.

Your client was
the last person seen

with the victim on the night
of the
murder.

She lied to the police

about getting
into a cab with him.

Her fingerprint was found
at the crime
scene.

Not to mention
a compelling motive.

I'd say that's
a pretty good narrative

for a jury, wouldn't you?

If it were true.

Try this narrative, Jack.

My client never met Dillon
until that night.

Never even laid eyes
on him.

Tindell might be right.

We have no direct evidence

establishing
a prior relationship

between Dillon and Julia.

What about
the phone calls to HW?

They're all to
the general number.

None to his cell phone
or direct
line.

E-mails?
None.

Who was paying her
$9,500 a month rent?

I'm not sure where
she was getting the money,

but she was the one
writing the checks.

There must be some
financial link between them.

Closet thing
I could find is this.

Julia Veloso owns
10,000 shares

of Vulcan, Inc. stock.

It's a microchip company
spun off from HW.

How much is it worth?

As of today,
about 300,000.

When did she purchase
the
shares?

The day the company
went public.

At the IPO price.

Talk to the investment banker
that took the company public.

(Gleacher)
It was a hot deal.

First trade was 25%
over the IPO price.

So insiders made 25%
right off the bat.

With no risk.
Good business, huh?

How does someone
get on the list?

Have to be a friend
of the company.

Meaning what?

Meaning someone
with some juice

puts your name
on the list.

Who at HW has juice?

Only one person.
Samantha Weaver.

She calls all the shots.

The insiders list
is comprised

of friends
and family members.

There's no real
science to it.

Who put Julia Veloso
on the list?

I'm the CEO of publicly
traded company, Mr. McCoy.

So as I'm sure you know,
everything that I say,

no matter how trivial
it may
seem,

has legal and financial
ramifications.

Is that your way of saying
you're not going to tell us?

It's my way of saying you
need to consult my attorney.

We just want to know
if Dillon asked you

to put her on the list,
that's it.

Speak to senior counsel,
Peter Harris.

The subpoena's
pretty broad, Mr. McCoy.

Broad?

I'd say it's overreaching
and abuse of power.

The DA's office has
no business sniffing around

in Halligan-Webb's
corporate affairs.

(McCoy)
The victim worked
for this company.

We need Mr. Dillon's
emails, his phone records.

And how is our company's
internal investigation

related to some hooker
killing Charles Dillon?

It's quite possible
that the murderer

is connected
to Dillon's role

in the illegal surveillance
operation.

That's crap
and you know it.

This is
a fishing expedition.

If Mr. Harris prefers,
we'd be happy to procure

the requested items pursuant
to an indictment

of the company
for felony eavesdropping.

The federal authorities
are already investigating this.

So are we.

We convened
a grand jury this morning.

Judge, that's a bootstrap
to get something

that he's not entitled to.

And a damn good one,
Mr. Harris.

Halligan-Webb will comply
with the people's subpoena.

If you want to survive this
Congressional investigation,

you'd better come through.

I'm having a meeting
tomorrow with the board

about your
severance package.

I'm thinking ten million
sounds about right.

Given the circumstances.

No, we are under very tight
scrutiny right now.

That is not--
Figure it out.

I didn't have anything
to do with this.

You know that.

Look, I don't give a damn.

The feds like
to flip up, not down.

You know what?
I think I'll take my chances.

And I know about
your Brazilian whore.

Press is gonna love
a story like that,

don't you think?

Big shot CEO shacking up
with a long-legged hooker?

Heh! I get hot
just thinking about that.

Fine.

I'll have another word with
our compensation consultant.

See if there's any
flexibility in the numbers.

You do that.

How in the heck
did you get that?

Halligan-Webb's
new General Counsel

turned over everything
in Dillon's office,

including
the surveillance tapes.

Interesting fodder
for Page Six,

but what about
for our trial?

Dillon was threatening to
give up Weaver to the feds,

tell the press about
her lesbian relationship

with an ex-prostitute.

You think she was involved
in the murder?

Certainly she had the most
to gain from his death.

Well, that doesn't mean
she killed him.

She was paranoid enough

to make sure nobody leaked
any negative information

about her company or her
to the press or anyone.

Weaver's a tough CEO.
Everybody knows that.

There's nothing wrong
with
it.

Why don't we stop theorizing

and start trying
to find some proof

tying Weaver to the murder?

Samantha Weaver was
funneling $20,000 a month

into her girlfriend's
interior design company.

For how long?

The last two years.

Anything else?

Her credit card receipts
put her at an espresso bar

two blocks
from HW headquarters,

and the barmaid
picked out a photo

of her and the woman
she was with, Julia Veloso.

So that's where Weaver
puts everything in motion.

She knows where Dillon's
headed that night.

She tells Julia to put on
something sexy

and do her thing.

Think we can prove that?

We can infer it.

Here's the kicker.

Samantha Weaver purchased
a Smith & Wesson .38

in Houston in 1999.

Is that enough
for an arrest?

And a search warrant.

(Weaver)
These past few weeks
have been trying,

but we need to move forward

and ignore
the negative press.

We owe that
to the stockholders

of this great company.

(Green)
Excuse us.
Sorry to interrupt.

We need to speak
with you outside.

I'll be right back.

I'm sure this is
all a misunderstanding.

This better be important.

Oh, it is.

We searched your residence.

We couldn't find that .38
you bought in Houston.

That gun
is legally licensed.

Fine, then tell us
where it is.

We'll do a quick
ballistics check,

and maybe you can walk
away from all this.

Ahem.

I want to speak
to my lawyer immediately.

I think that's
a great idea,

because you're
under
arrest

for the murder
of Charles Dillon.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say
may be used against you

in a court of law.

tious

to murder somebody
over a job, don't you?

Ambitious?
You should read her book.

Making It
in the Corner Office.

100 hour weeks,
nonstop networking.

Cutthroat office
politics.

This wasn't just a job.
This was her life.

Her identity.

Defense just filed a motion

to suppress
the videotaped conversation

between Dillon and Weaver.

Based on what?

Attorney-client privilege.

The Court of Appeal''
position is quite clear.

Corporate officers may rely
on attorney-client privilege

to protect confidential
communications

with their
corporate counsel.

But the communication
must be legal in nature.

Predominantly legal,
not exclusively.

Mr. Dillon was attempting
to extort the defendant.

They were discussing
a severance agreement.

A legal document,

a contract between
employer and employee.

I'm not buying it,
Mr. Tepper.

If Dillon was giving
legal advice,

he was doing it with a gun
pointed at Ms. Weaver's head.

Well, it's illegal
to videotape someone

without their consent.

(McCoy)
The defendant is the one
who ordered

the surveillance.

If you spy on yourself
and get
caught,

consent is implicit.

The conversation took place
in the men's room, Your Honor.

The general business law
doesn't allow

much wiggle room
for admitting evidence

secretly recorded
in the toilet.

(McCoy)
Why should
Samantha Weaver benefit

from a law she intentionally
broke in the first place?

I admit it's paradoxical,
Mr. McCoy.

but there are certain places
cameras can't go.

I'm excluding
the videotape.

(McCoy)
Call Tindell.

Tell him we want to make
a deal with Julia Veloso.

A deal?

We need someone
to testify

that Dillon
was extorting Weaver.

You really think
she's credible?

She's no Condoleezza Rice,
but she's all we got.

[exhales]

What's in it for me?

A favorable
plea bargain.

I like to know
all the terms

before I enter
into an arrangement.

Un-uh. No promises
till after your testimony.

I can't go along
with that.

I can speak for myself.

If I do what you want,

you promise
to take care of me?

This isn't about
what I want, Ms. Veloso.

We're looking
for the truth.

Samantha asked me to kill
this man for her.

Your motive was just
as strong as hers.

Dillon was going
to destroy her career.

And she didn't
have the courage

to take care of the problem
on her own.

It seems to me

the one thing Samantha Weaver
does not lack is courage.

Okay.

Let's say she did
want Dillon dead.

Why would she entrust
that job to you?

Because I proved
my loyalty to her.

She knew that her biggest
secret was safe with me.

How do I know
what you're saying

is really what happened?

I guess you have
to trust me.

[exhales]

(Julia)
Samantha said
that Charles Dillon

was trying to get her
in trouble with the law.

Ruin her reputation,
cost her lots of money.

How?

He was going to lie.

Tell Congress that
it was Samantha's idea

to wiretap phones,
spy on executives.

He was also going to
tell the press about us

unless Samantha
paid him off.

Paid him off?

He was going to resign

because of the
wiretapping thing,

but he wanted $10 million.

A severance package.

What else did the defendant

tell you
about Charles Dillon?

That things would be
better if he were dead.

(McCoy)
What happened
on the night in question?

Samantha met me
for coffee.

She told me that Dillon

would be at the bar
at the Atlantique.

Then she gave me
a picture of him

so I'd know what
he looked like.

Then what happened?

She told me to go to
her house and get a gun.

A .38 from her
bedroom closet.

And you agreed
to go along with this?

Samantha said if Dillon
got her fired,

she'd lose all
her stock options.

It was everything
she worked
for.

If I didn't
help her keep it,

she'd end our arrangement.

What did you do
after you got the gun?

I went to the Atlantique.

I saw Dillon.
I flirted with him.

We went back
to his apartment.

I pretended I was going
to have sex with him.

I tied him up.

And then I shot him.

What did you do with
Samantha Weaver's gun

after you shot him?

I threw it away
in a garbage can

near my apartment.

Nothing further.

In exchange
for your testimony,

the prosecution
has offered you

a favorable deal, correct?

They told me
to tell the truth.

The truth,
or whatever's necessary

to convict
Samantha Weaver?

Objection!

(Judge Mason)
Sustained.

You plead guilty

to a prostitution charge
four years ago, correct?

I don't do that
anymore.

Right.

Now you're
a legitimate kept woman.

You have
a wealthy girlfriend,

a $9,500 a month
apartment.

Yes.

That's not bad.

No, it's not bad.

Do you like having someone
pay your bills for you?

Wouldn't you?

Me? No, I have too much
self-respect for that.

Your Honor, please.

Next question,
Mr. Tepper.

You had the key to
Samantha Weaver's brownstone

and the password
for her security system?

Yes.

And you knew
she had a gun?

Yes.

Isn't it a fact that
you killed Charles Dillon

on your own because
you were worried

that you might
have to move out

of your swanky apartment

and go back to working
the streets

like a regular old whore?

Objection!

Withdrawn.
Nothing further.

describe
yourself, Samantha?

I'm driven, controlling,
aggressive, insensitive.

Any positive qualities?

I'm sure there are a few,

but I don't dwell on them.

Hmm.

Did you ever
tell Julia Veloso

about your problems
at work?

Every once in a while.

Our relationship
wasn't very intimate.

It was more functional.

Sexual?

Yes.

Did you ever mention the name
Charles Dillon to her?

I vented a few times
about Charles' role

in the eavesdropping
matter.

How he put the company
at risk.

I had also mentioned
that he was trying

to pressure me
into supporting

an unreasonable
severance plan.

What do you mean
by pressure you?

Well, he threatened
to tell the press

about my relationship
with
Julia.

He also threatened
to lie to Congress

and the U.S. Attorney's
Office about me.

How did Julia
react to that?

She was upset.
Enraged, actually.

She thought that
if I was gonna go broke

she was gonna end up
on the streets again.

I tried to calm her down,

assure her that
that wasn't the case,

but I don't think
she really believed me.

Did you ever tell Julia
to kill Charles Dillon?

No.

No, of course not.

Nothing further.

If you were indicted
in the eavesdropping scandal,

your employment contract

would've been
terminated, correct?

Yes.

You'd lose one million
shares of stock,

currently valued
at $75 million?

Correct.

So it was just
a stroke of good luck

that your girlfriend
murdered the one man

who could cost you
your job and $75 million?

Is that
what you're saying?

I'm saying
it's a tragedy.

A tragedy
engineered by you?

I had nothing to do
with it.

(McCoy)
So Julia just killed
Charles Dillon on her own?

Risked life in prison
to protect you.

She was trying
to protect herself.

She thought
that if I were fired

I wouldn't
support her anymore.

You purchased
a .38 caliber handgun

in 1999.

The same model used
to kill Charles Dillon.

Yes, but there are
probably thousands,

maybe millions
of .38s out there.

But your .38
is currently missing.

I threw it away
a few years ago

after watching a PBS
documentary on handguns.

Despite the NRA bumper sticker
on my father's pickup truck.

So where did Julia get
the exact same type

of gun, Ms. Weaver?

I have no idea.

(McCoy)
Her testimony that she used
your gun was a lie?

(Weaver)
Yes.

I am a businesswoman,
Mr. McCoy, not a criminal.

I solve problems through
negotiation and compromise.

Even when someone
has wronged you?

As a young female CEO,

I have been the victim
of false press reports,

negative rumors,
failed coup attempts.

And I never take them
personally, never.

I don't react emotionally.

Or try to exact revenge.

That only plays
into the hands of the men

that are trying
to take me down.

You solve disputes
peacefully.

Is that what you're saying?

I'm pragmatic, Mr. McCoy,
not vindictive.

She doth protest
a little too much.

About what?

About not being
vindictive.

You're saying you're gonna
call rebuttal
witnesses

to prove she is?

She told the jury that
she didn't believe in revenge.

I intend to prove otherwise.

How? By calling every
male disgruntled employee

and asking them to testify

that Samantha Weaver
is the devil?

What's wrong with that?

It has nothing to do
with the merits of this case.

She made character
an issue, Connie, not me.

Character or persona?

What's the difference?

Look, I know she's tough,
but maybe it's a choice.

A management style
she's adopted

to motivate the men
working underneath her.

Of maybe she's just
a sociopath

who murdered
her General Counsel

because he was gonna
ruin her life.

The facts cut
both ways, Jack.

Is it so hard to believe

that a hooker
from the slums of Rio

killed someone
she thought was trying

to ruin her life of luxury?

What's hard to believe
is a ruthless CEO

having absolutely nothing
to do with a
murder

she had everything
to gain from.

Okay, then focus
on her motivation.

Or is her reputation
for being hard-ass relevant

just because
she's a woman?

Man or woman,
it's relevant

because she misrepresented
herself to the
jury.

Get the HW executives
ready for
trial.

I gave an anonymous interview
to The Wall Street Journal

three months ago.

Told the reporter
I thought senior management

was doing
a satisfactory job,

but made some
questionable decisions.

Was that article
the precipitant

for the illegal
eavesdropping?

Samantha was outraged
that the anonymous source,

me, used the word
"satisfactory"

rather than
"spectacular."

What did she do

when she found out
you were the source?

She called me
into her office.

She fired me.

And then she told she was
going to destroy my career.

(McCoy)
Are you currently
employed?

No.

Every time I get
close to a new job,

Samantha puts
the kibosh on it.

(Tepper)
You started at HW
three years

before Samantha Weaver,
correct?

Yes.

And you're ten years
older than she is?

Yeah, I believe so.

And yet she's been
your boss

for the past five years,

and made three times
the money you did.

That bother you?
Well, sure.

Why?
Because she's a woman?

No, because she's
manipulative and selfish.

Is that why you leaked
confidential information

to The Wall Street Journal?

I gave
an anonymous interview.

That's it.

I didn't disclose
trade secrets.

It's against company policy

to communicate
with the press in any way

without the authorization
of the CEO,
correct?

Yes.
So let me get
this straight.

You betrayed your boss and
the company you worked for,

and you're complaining
that you got
fired?

Nothing further.

(Holton)
I wasn't disrespectful.

I just said I thought
her financial projections

were a little
too aggressive.

Then what happened?

She fired me.

For disagreeing
with her?

She didn't say
that was the reason,

but that was the reason.

What did she say
in your exit interview?

That I wasn't spending
enough time at the office.

Which was true.

I was working at home
two days a week,

but I was still
putting in my 70 hours.

Why were you
working from home?

My wife had breast cancer.

She was undergoing
some pretty intense chemo.

And the defendant
was aware of this?

Yes.

And she fired you anyway?

Yes.

I, uh, begged her
for another chance,

but it was
a waste of time.

She said that my career
at HW was over,

and that no one
makes her look bad

in front of the board
of directors, no one.

Nothing further.

It's not easy for a woman
to become CEO

of a Fortune 500 company
at the age of 35.

You make lots of enemies.
You bruise lots of egos.

That's just the way it is.

What's your point?

Well, despite the testimony
of my bitter ex-employees,

I had nothing to do
with Charles Dillon's death.

Right, you're lover
acted on her own.

I know that's hard for you
to believe, Mr. McCoy,

but it's true.

Julia had a tough--
a very tough upbringing.

Clearly there's still
a lot of anger there,

especially toward men.

What do you want,
Ms. Weaver?

A plea bargain.

You just testified
you were innocent.

(Weaver)
I am, but I make
my decisions

based on numbers, facts,
perceived risk,

and I am guessing
that juries don't like

overachieving women
who fire men

whose wives
are dying of cancer.

Murder two, 15 to life.

Forget it.

(Weaver)
Why would I kill someone

over a half-assed federal
eavesdropping indictment?

Or because someone
was threatening to out me?

I'm a very wealthy woman.

Who'd never work
for a Fortune 500 company

the rest of her life.

Eh.

You are just like
everyone else.

You think that I am guilty

because I am a woman
who has power.

No.

Ms. Weaver, I think you're
guilty for the same reason

you bugged your
corporate headquarters.

You're a person with power

who couldn't bear
to lose it.

Have you reached
a verdict?

(foreperson)
We have, Your Honor.

We find the defendant,
Samantha Weaver,

guilty of murder
in the Second Degree.

[judge pounds gavel]

[whispering]

Night.

Ask me
how I sleep at night.

How do you sleep
at night?

Like a baby.

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